I'd like to focus on just Webster now, as he is dearly important, but I passed my driving test today with two minors. This was my first practical and although I'm very upset over Webster, I am proud of myself. The only problem now is that I don't know what to do with myself, I can't be completely sad that Webster has gone and I can't be completely happy that I can now drive. My emotions are really up and down right now, but keeping myself active and occupied seems to work to get my mind off of him, so I'm planning for a productive day tomorrow.
This is the story of Websters last moments: He became noticeably unwell on Monday the 15th, when he stopped eating and was throwing up anything he digested. Through the week he had less and less energy to the point where
he wasn't even getting out of his bed to come say hello to anyone coming through the door. If anyone knows Webster, you'll know how much of a person dog he is and how much he loves people. He was taken to the vets on Friday where he spent his last few nights and had blood tests, xrays and was on antibiotics. The vets were unable to find anything wrong with him, other than he was anemic. Monday came where he wasn't recovering at all and we had our final hugs and kisses together, he was a truly wonderful dog and will be missed greatly ♥
I do seriously miss him, and I wish that there was more that could have been done for him. Things will never be the same again, and that's going to be hard for me. Webster always greets me when I come in through the door, even if I had been gone for 5 minutes, we'd then go into the kitchen and share a cuddle and squeal together. I'll never get cuddles on the sofa or on my bed again when no one knows about it. I find myself not knowing what to do, my initial thought to what to do yesterday once I was back home from the vets and by myself was to take Webster for a walk. Anytime I was down or upset, Webster would be there to cuddle and comfort me. I just want my dog back :(
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